We all have souls of different ages

Your life on earth will be, as always, the interval between two significant glances in a mundane mirror.

Great books write themselves, only bad books have to be written.

He had angered Providence by resisting too many temptations. There was nothing left but heaven, where he would meet only those who, like him, had wasted earth.

The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.

Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered “Listen,” a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour.

I have never wished there was a God to call on- I have often wished there was a God to thank.